Chapter Seventy-Two· Not happy to live?

Mu Qingchen didn't hear her reply, and of course she didn't say anything.

That's what he's gist. He wants to live a meaningful life, live out himself, and not be bound by others.

But, if you're bound—

Hehe, his ability to toss people is quite average.

Of course, it doesn't mean that he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, but he has a heart to stick to it, and he has a pure land.

Let him live an unhappy life, can't he still have fun on his own!?

Mu Qingchen thought, nothing is static, and people are the same.

There are two things in his family, and now they are all living freely and freely. Even if there are ups and downs in life, life is wonderful.

Jiang Jiuxiao was silent, and suddenly spoke, "Have you ever heard of the young master who was born six years ago?" ”

Mu Qingchen raised the corners of his mouth when he heard this, as if he had encountered something interesting.

He followed Jiang Jiuxiao's footsteps, and he didn't worry about whether she would find the wrong way, after all, he had already found out, and this girl was better than him.

He whispered, "Of course I've heard of it, a six-year-old kid, galloping on the battlefield. Now I guess it's as big as you! Tut-tut......"

"Huh?"

"Girl, the master told you. It's usually very sad to be a genius like this. ”

“...... Sorrowful? Jiang Jiuxiao's tone remained unchanged, plain and bland, and he couldn't smell anything strange in it.

Mu Qingchen continued, "Hehe, of course it's just ordinary, after all, the master hasn't seen that person." ”

But he didn't want her to be unforgiving, so he asked in a low voice, "Why is it sad?" ”

"Hey, I find you little girl quite stubborn. If you think about it, if you urinate so much, you have to come into contact with this bloody battlefield, even if he uses soldiers like a god, he doesn't have what he should have at this age. And, let me tell you......"

He lowered his voice again and said, "Those people in the imperial court will never let go of such a fighting weapon, not only the Southern Dynasty, but also other countries, that kid is now sharp, and all the sword light will point to him." Peace is not guaranteed, and safety is not guaranteed. ”

"Besides, he's so small, I'm afraid that he can't help himself, can you not be sad? Unless that person is naturally bloodthirsty and kills, he just likes the smell of blood. ”

Jiang Jiuxiao didn't speak, lowered his eyes, and took a deep breath secretly.

I heard Mu Qingchen say again, "But if there is a chance, the master would like to meet this person." ”

I don't know if I was talking about it to myself or Jiang Jiuxiao, anyway, there was silence after that.

All that remained was the creaking sound of stepping on small pebbles.

finally

Even if the light was not large, it shone with a ghostly glow, staining the stone walls blue.

They're out!

The fresh air, sticking to their whole body, gave them a soothing breath.

Jiang Jiuxiao closed his eyes, walked a few small steps to the tree, and then opened his eyes.

Mu Qingchen saw her walk to the side, where the moonlight was not shining, and thought that she thought that standing there was too conspicuous.

Of course, Jiang Jiuxiao also has such a meaning, but the most important thing is her eyes.

Suddenly, Jiang Jiuxiao's body was agitated, his nose snorted twice, and a different color burst out in his eyes.

This taste ......!